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[poised]

Who: everyone, literally everyone
When: ooc: 04/25-04/26; ic: 12/26
Where: the Gardens
What: intro log + winter ball!
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | possibly nsfw (please let me know if you need this rating changed, or you are welcome to continue any naughty shenanigans in a private log)

//winterball.EXE Pimp My Party -- Royalty Style A few weeks prior to December 26th, an invitation went out to all whom already reside in Cerealia. In delicate, curling script, it read: You are cordially invited by Natalia L.K. Lanvaldear to a Winter Ball to be held on the Eve of December 26th in the Gardens. Dress in your best attire and enjoy a magical evening of dance and fine cuisine. What do you mean we should fuss about worlds being destroyed? Get into the holiday spirit, you scrooge! And in regards to the new-comers: whether you have been wandering Cerealia over the course of the past few days and managed to receive one of the later waves of invitations or have simply suddenly appeared in the gardens with nothing but the (hopefully…. appropriate….) clothes on your back, welcome. The gardens have been transformed through the work of slave labor condoned by royalty incredibly talented volunteers. A buffet line possibly a mile long, a sprawling dance floor with temporary wood placement to cover the grass, a lovely orchestra with scheduled interruptions of magic shows on the stage, and the entire thing lit gently with lights stretch the span of the main area of the garden. Not too far off, there are ponds and pathways that take you elsewhere into the foliage, but why would you go that way? The party’s right here! "Good evening, everyone!! Whether you are new to Tellus or old, I hope to find you in good spirits. Mind you, I do not intend to ignore the blunders of CERES nor the grave situation that new-comers have found themselves faced with. However I assure you that at this time, surrounded by these people, you are in good company. Please, dine and be merry - I believe some worlds celebrated a holiday yesterday! Get to know one another so we may strengthen our ties and stand firm against whatever this world may throw against us! Also try the salmon, it's absolutely divine. . . . How do I turn this off...? Should I just walk away?"

//SCENARIOS.EXE PHASE I [ xxxx ] Like any respectable ball, your entrance is announced as you walk right into the party! What do you mean you wanted to slip in unnoticed? That simply won’t do. Natalia managed to rope in someone – is that a Tellus native? – to do the honor of acknowledging your character as they make their debut to the ball. This guy is under strict orders to not miss a single soul. If your character doesn’t give him a name and title ahead of time, then he’ll just make something up. Think along the lines of Broseidon McSnootyname, Duke of Erectile Dysfunction-- What do you mean that’s not your name? PHASE II [ xxxx ] Absolutely no expense was spared when it came to making sure that the food here was the best that money could buy (or threats could extort). Guests can select from a menagerie of main dishes from all sorts of cultures, adorable desserts that look like woodland creatures alongside towering cakes, and even those fruity drinks with the little umbrellas on them. Pig out, you animals – but there’s also a wide selection of fine wine if your tastes and curiosities wander off in that direction…. What even is the drinking age in Tellus? Remember, folks, drink (ir)responsibly. PHASE III [ xxxx ] Well, it is a ball. If you’re interested in proper, classical styles of dance, there’s certainly an orchestra that’s dominating most of the night. One of their songs may or may not sound familiar. Spin around in your flurry of skirts and do the fairy tale thing if that’s what you came here for. Romance, or whatever. Waltz your heart out and don’t forget to point your toes! … that said, there’s also a separate sound system not too far, prepared in case the orchestra might want a break. It’s also not being watched too closely. Maybe put on something to liven up the dance floor? Or did someone ruin your fantasy by putting on something unbearably inappropriate? PHASE IV [ xxxx ] The gardens really are beautiful. Spread throughout the area and more toward the outskirts of the party, there are plenty of beautiful fountains with glittering, crystal clear water. In fact, it’s so clear that you can spot the occasional alien life form flitting through it amidst the lily pads and gently sweeping foliage. It’s so graceful, what beauty! Look at how it rises to the water and gently opens its mouth into a yawn and—tries to chomp anything within range right off with razor sharp teeth what the fuck, whatthefuck. It would appear that's not all, though. Whether you're ready to fight the creature or run screaming, you feel something slowly slide and curl around your arm or your ankle. Look on in horror as you turn your head and realize that it seems that the nearby tree has grown rather fond of you very quickly, to the extent that it will reach out and lovingly wrap its hentai tentacles around you.... Brings a whole 'nother meaning to 'tree hugger', doesn't it? BONUS [ whyo'clock ] Are you lost? Did you try to catch your breath away from the party and start to wander off despite all the cautioning not to? Or maybe you were trying to leave and took a wrong turn? Either way, you seem to have only found yourself deeper in the gardens now. Try not to breathe too deeply or… at all. If you can’t manage that though, it appears that you’ve stumbled upon the hallucinogenic plants of the garden. You start to see things that aren’t there – though whether you suddenly find yourself in a den of cougars lions or think that the person standing next to you is the biggest, cuddliest pile of adorable puppies in the world depends on the person. Hope you have a good trip, bruh. [ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with trigger-y or inappropriate material and do let me know (through FAQ comment or PM preferably!) if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so I can lock the log. ]

//RUN.EXE Welcome to CEREALIA's latest intro post! This one is player-run and all the basics have been laid out for you here. Absolutely feel free to come up with your own prompts, I just attempted to set the scenery! For your convenience, I whole-heartedly welcome questions and inquiries being directed to my attention here and I'll answer them to the best of my ability! Have a ball! Enjoy!! OVERFLOW IS HERE Move over at your captcha-free leisure!

Comments

[hoasen]

Yes, even if she is important, this is done because we care. [He still seems so unsure, ah. Look at that firm look, she's determined to convince him!]

And I did, with my colleagues! What do you think?

[newtimes]

( And now the host sounds like a really good person.

He looks around at some of the flower displays saround them but he already knows the answer, )

They're nice. I was looking at 'em earlier, actually.

[hoasen]

[Because Lavender-san totally is. Mutsu is assuming correctly.

She waits, because while she is proud of the displays and Natalia approves, sometimes it might not be to another person's taste. Not that she can help with that.]

Thank you, everyone will be happy to hear it. And oh? I am glad that we were able to contribute to the atmosphere, then.

[newtimes]

It must've taken ya a long time to get everything together.

( Some times he would see Oryou working on an arrangement when things were particularly peaceful. He'd never really gotten it (and trust him, he even sat down and tried to figure it out) but he knew flower arranging as an art. And a time consuming one, at that. )

And ya said ya gave the host a big discount, right? Are ya friends with them? Or are they just a good customer?

[hoasen]

[She waves her hand.] I had help, everyone in the shop tried their best. It was strangely fun, even though we were on a deadline.

[Had to finish everything by the day! And make sure nothing died either. Thankfully, they had Saya for that, where she ensured all the flowers were about as fresh as they can be. Too bad the poor girl is sick.]

Natalia? I would say after all of this, she is a friend now, yes. She was one of those who welcomed me here when I first arrived, a very fine girl.

[newtimes]

Some people love a good challenge.

( It makes you feel accomplished! Alive! Like a college student doing their research paper the night before it's due. )

Natalia-san. ( Will he put two and two together and figure out the mystery behind Natalia Lavender who is rich and loved and has important skills and parties like a shogun on her birthday? ) I haven't met her ( or has he what is thread continuation ) but it's like she's greeting all of us now with this festival.

( And he nods sagely. )

I think I'd like to meet her too, if I can.

[hoasen]

That is true, I always meet challenges head on. A-ah, not that I try to make too much of a habit of it.

[Oh yes she does, she too likes winning. Also goddammit Eski, that analogy is Too Real.]

You haven't? Hmm...she should be...over there. [Looks around for a nice blonde girl! She's most likely on the dance floor because everyone wants to dance with her. There!

She lowers her hand after that and nods.] Greeting and welcoming us all with this festival. You're right, especially if you're...new... [Her posture straightens.] I never asked for your name! How rude of me, my deepest apologies. My names is Vietnam. It is nice to meet you. [And a small bow...in this dress.]

[newtimes]

( He sees you, Natalia Lavender and this conversation combined with their own will surely lead to some sort of realization.

But when Vietnam bows, so does he. About mid-way, he freezes though. )

Mutsunokami Yoshiyuki-- ieeeh?!

( He's still mid-bow but he looks up just a little, )

Viet Nam?

( s q u i n t s )

[hoasen]

[YES, Natalia Lavender, a very important person. One that has Vietnam raising questions now thanks to Mutsu. Sorry, Lavender.]

It's nice to meet you Mutsunokami Yoshiyuki...?

[She looks up mid bow too when he goes Vietnam. Which means she has to raise her head a little higher--]

Y-yes...? The country.

[newtimes]

( You know, it isn't too weird to think about! If swords can have spirits, why can't countries? People are always talking about the warrior spirit and the spirit of the nation... so it makes sense! But ah... meeting a nation. )

Ya're kidding! Ya're really-- ( This is...

really cool?! ) I've never met a nation before! Are ya-- wai a minute, how should I talk to ya?

( Vietnam-san?! Vietnam-sama?! )

[hoasen]

[IF ONLY SHE KNEW HE WAS A SWORD RIGHT NOW. She understands the concept already. But she can't tell since she can't sense him!]

I am! [Actually, she's surprised he took it so well! Too bad she's not suspecting anything (Vietnam, the sword on his belt should've been a clue).]

I am like Japan's younger sister, you are from Japan, no? [GUESSING BY NAME.] You can just call me Vietnam, really. I don't mind nicknames either. [She's gathered A Few. So she's used to it now.]

[newtimes]

( He nods along at the appropriate places. Like Japan's younger sister? From Japan? Okay. Yeah. Just call her Vietnam? Well, that seems a little plain when he's just a humble sword spirit next to a nation. )

Vietnam-san...? ( Is that good? He'll have to work his way into just Vietnam, but for now, let him say this please. He's a familiar guy! But he's still a respectable one. ) It's a pleasure too meet ya!

I've heard a lot!

[hoasen]

[Yes, just call her Vietnam! Though, she's used to others calling her Vietnam-san, including Japan himself. She really doesn't mind, as long as it's giving her too high a level of respect. What a humble sword spirit though! (once she realises)]

Yes. Is there any preference on how you would like me to call you? Mutsunokami? [She's assuming to take the first one right now!]

And no, it's an honour to meet you. But have you? [Probably from history, seriously.]

[newtimes]

Just Mutsunokami. Master calls me Mutsu so ya can call me that too!

( In case it isn't obvious, he's a very casual guy. Call him anything. He'll probably answer to even just "Hey you!"

But he nods, )

Around the port in Nagasaki. The old man was always keeping an ear out for trade news.

[hoasen]

Mutsunokami or Mutsu. Both of them sound nice, I don't know which to choose.

[Then again, she'd probably call him Mutsunokami first, though people are teaching her How To Nickname here.]

Oh? You're involved in trade? That explains why, I did trade extensively. [Or tried to.] Who did you work for? [Wonder if it's a familiar name?]

[newtimes]

Well... no one! ( Really. He wasn't a merchant or anything in that sense. ) My master was Sakamoto Ryoma though and he was in charge of the Kameyama Shachū.

( Either of which may or may not be familiar. Kameyama Shachū was a private merchant fleet which became the Kaientai , a private navy fleet, which eventually gave way to the imperial Japanese navy so... H E H. )

He had a lot of other business too though so he wasn't always trading.

[hoasen]

Ah, I see, so your master is a businessman. But you worked for no one? What did you mean you had a master--...

[HANG ON, she knows this name. Sakamoto Ryoma. Kameyama Shachū not as much, but she is certain that Japan has spoken of Sakamoto Ryoma.

...that and she may have watched a bit of Ryomaden (the parallel universe equivalent). With subtitles, of course.]

You were in the service of one of Japan's great men?

[newtimes]

It wasn't really work. ( "Serve" is a more accurate word and he's ready to explain when she seems to figure it out for herself, ) Right, right!

The greatest man of his time! I was Sakamoto's sword, though, swords were old fashioned by then.

( But that's the world. It can't be helped. )

[hoasen]

[She got it, aww yisss. And now she gets why he worked for no one, only served Sakamoto Ryoma!] Ah, the greatest, you must be so proud of him! His legacy does live on, my older brother protects his history.

I have met some other swords as well, so I understand what you are now. If I remember that time... [Give her a moment...] Ah yes, guns were becoming more popular.

[She then shakes her head.] I use guns a lot myself, but swords always has a place in this world. This is why you look like this, no?

[newtimes]

( Something he's all too aware of, given some of his visitors at the museum. He's really proud, okay. And now that he knows about nations, he'd love to meet Japan too... )

That's right. Guns're stronger than swords so if ya wanted to be strong, ya had to use a gun! ( And he'll even draw his own. Don't worry, don't worry, he's not going to shoot he just wants to show off Smith and Wesson (-san). ) Which is why I have this too!

( Look at it, Vietnam, it's a classic. An actual classic. )

[hoasen]

[Now she knows he's a sword, she wonders if she could visit him! Then again, she wouldn't have to visit him at a museum now he's right here. Even better, really. Also he'd probably love to harrass Japan.]

Oh, you are a fan of guns too? [She now moves in to inspect his CLASSIC BABY(-chan)] That's a beautiful gun. I haven't seen anything like it in a while.

[Seriously, she loves you modern guns, but some of you are so not as attractive.]

[newtimes]

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